Crush

It’s alright for our younger ones to have crushes. It is not something that we should sweep under the rug. So many parents I know think it is inculcating malice among our children when we entertain them talking about their crushes. Hey, don’t you think it is the other way around? The more that we appear indignant to them about these things, the more that they will get curious with it. How can we leave them to their own thoughts, how can we not be there for them in this very natural process of growing up? We are parents EVERY STEP OF THE WAY. We are not parents only on chosen occasions. If they reach the stage where they start to like the opposite sex, that is normal.

Would you as a parent like it when your child shares about it with others and not with you? I would like to be my son’s best friend. I would like to be the first one to know if he is hurt, or confused, or lonely. I would like to be there for him, like any friend would. As a parent, I do not just discipline him but I love him in ways that will help him to be the best that he can be. And that can only be possible when I do not allow any barriers to come between us. Setting a standard as a parent is a recipe for disaster. The only best standard for me is the standard of love, based on God’s words. If I focus on that, for sure the rest will just follow. We are parents. We are stewards of God’s love. We are not parents and rulers of our children.

This is Yssa. They are friends ever since they were four. At the age of six, my son wrote her his first ever poem. Back then he was certain he will never have any other crushes but Yssa. I would just nod and let him feel he is understood. That picture was taken last summer. Now he is in second grade. He declared Yssa is too far now and there is not chance of seeing her often. "I better look for another crush," he mused. Of course I knew there was already something that he wanted to tell me. Then later he told me he has a new crush. It's Nicole, the prettiest girl in their class. I gasped in much exaggerated eagerness and excitement. And he hugged me and said "Her eyes are the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen." I celebrate these stages of his growing up. Because each stage is a step closer to what God desires him to be.

Cup stacking this time!

We were in Cebu last week for a short vacation with my sister. His cousin brought him these cool cups and they had so much fun trying them! I have to show him this video below so he will get the idea and the hang of it!

Scientist's den

It looks exciting! 

Electrobot

He is an artist, a technician, a scientist, a writer, a poet, a dreamer. He is a million possibilities. And everyday I see these things unfold for him, as he explores and get to know himself. My only job as his mother is to make sure he gets plenty of love, real love, and that is something so natural, so easy to do! 

Sharks!

When he was a toddler he was so fascinated with sharks. I still need to rummage through our files so I can scan them and share it here. There are countless of ways in which he expresses himself and drawing is one of those.

Rainbow

Why are there so many

Songs about rainbows?

And what's on the other side

Rainbows are visions

But only illusions

And rainbows have nothing to hide

So we've been told

And some choose to believe it

I know they're wrong wait and see

Someday we'll find it

The rainbow connection

The lovers, the dreamers and me

Who said that ev'ry wish

Would be heard and answered

When wished on the morning star

Somebody thought of that

And someone believed it

Look what it's done so far

What's so amazing

That keeps us star-gazing?

And what do we think we might see

Someday we'll find it

The rainbow connection

The lovers, the dreamers and me

Coda:

All of us under it's spell

We know that it's probably magic

Have you been half asleep

And have you heard voices

I've heard them calling my name

Is this the sweet sound

That calls the young sailors

The voice might be one and the same

I've heard it too many times to ignore it

It's something that I'm supposed to be

Someday we'll find it

The rainbow connection

The lovers, the dreamers and me

La la la le la la loo

La la la la le la la loo

Sailing to you

Sailing, sailing

Sailing through dreams

And happy waking moments in between,

Sailing, sailing

Will you say yes to my whims?

When I say I miss you

Do you know what that means?

I’ll sail away and soon be near you

I’ll sail away and I won’t be so blue.

I want to be there, where you are

I want to sail to where 

I won’t miss anything

That you say, that you cry,

That you laugh about the things

That we ask why.

Sailing, sailing let’s wonder together

And hope together and dream together.

Sailing, sailing it won’t be forever...

This boat, this little fragile paper boat...  

Bow and Arrow

I got home one day with my son very excited to show me what he just made.

Bow and arrow, 

 A shoot to your heart 

Where love resides 

And pleasant dreams don’t hide.